Chapter 124

After Xu Qingya left her seat, she felt numb. Everything today was too dreamy for her. Once upon a time, she saw the cheap labor force that director Qian didn't even dare to lift her head. Just now, she actually gave birth to the courage to argue with director Qian, which was unimaginable before.

However, this feeling... It's really cool. Xu Qingya almost subconsciously looks at Han Fei, but he always looks indifferent. For a time, all the excitement and blood just fade away. Some people are so desperate. All your efforts and courage may be an easy thing in other people's eyes. As long as he gently moves his finger, he can do it.

"How's it going? Isn't it cool?" Xu Qingya laughed secretly in Han Fei's eyes.

"HMM." Xu Qingya nodded heavily holding the file bag in her hand.

It happened that the two had just walked out of the radio building. The sun shone on Han Fei's face, and his smile became particularly sunny and confident: "let's go. You'll be better in three days."

It was not until Han Fei walked out of the way that Xu Qingya woke up, hurriedly chased up, and finally swallowed the words.

In fact, after Han Fei and Xu Qingya left, director Qian didn't report to the leaders at the first time, but gathered the old broadcasters of the radio station in the room for a meeting.

"Please teachers, I have an audio novel here. I want the teachers to help me palm my ears and see if I can... Learn from one or two?" director Qian's tone is a little unnatural. She admits that there is no bottom line for doing so, but in this position, she can't help but consider what impact this situation will have on her career. In case the leader asks: "Can we do such a work?" she won't be in a hurry, will she?

When director Qian pressed the audio to play, there was only one Bluetooth headset in the conference room. Fortunately, it was daytime, otherwise people might think it was haunted.

Originally, the teachers didn't care much. They thought that there was a new type of broadcasting mode in the market. Director Qian asked them to "Yajian 12", but as soon as the title came out, they were stunned. This is an audio novel? They looked at each other, but no one said anything.

In the first episode, when the voices of Han Fei and Xu Qingya appeared one after another to gradually uncover the blood corpse incident in Changsha dart Ziling, the people still had nothing to say. To their ears, the two dolls broadcast fairly well, but in their opinion, there was nothing to praise.

Soon, the second and third episodes passed, and it was not until the emergence of the Millennium female corpse in the corpse cave in the sixth episode that the teachers began to discuss.

"This soundtrack is wonderful. I'm sweating in broad daylight."

"No, these two dolls are getting better and better. I'm listening to the disappearance of the female corpse."

Soon ten episodes were finished, and the teachers were still silent. Someone even asked, "why didn't you broadcast it?"

Director Qian smiled bitterly. The little slick gave ten episodes of audio. It was obviously ready. The plot was just stuck in the dialogue between the stuffy oil bottle of the "Seven Star Lu Palace" and the "zongzi" in the coffin. Well, the living and the dead negotiated. This gimmick was really a gimmick. She heard that although it was absurd, she had to admit that it was very interesting.

"All teachers are the mainstay of our radio station. So many episodes have just been released. I want to know your views on this audio novel."

An old man with sparse hair on his head shook his head and said, "there is nothing particularly novel in the broadcast. The key is that the theme is very good, and the production is very sophisticated, and all kinds of sound effects are in place."

"Yes, the key is the theme. Such an audio novel has gone beyond the scope of most supernatural novels, or it is more appropriate to position it as tomb robbing exploration."

Everyone has their own views. Obviously, it's not easy for them to listen to the recording just now. You know, these teachers are the top broadcasters in the circle. On weekdays, their works will be put in various broadcasting colleges as teaching materials, but there are not many works that can let them listen carefully.

The teachers spoke enthusiastically, but they did not solve director Qian's problem at all, and even took her thoughts astray, so director Qian had to interrupt and say, "I wonder if we can write a similar one?"

All the teachers stopped talking. As an artist, they are naturally opposed to plagiarism, but how can literati be called stealing? "Learning from" is another matter.

But recalling the content of the whole novel, all the teachers fell into silence.

After a long time, someone replied, "it's easy to get a similar beginning, but what to do next? How to make up the subsequent plot?"

This also opened the chatterbox of the teachers.

"Yes, as long as the script is ready, I can record and broadcast it at any time."

In short, the script is first, and the subtext is: we suck no power, but the writers can't do it. In one sentence, they kick the ball to the director.

Director Qian was helpless for a while. Finally, he had to break up the meeting and invite all the editors and directors in the radio station. The result was the same. This theme was so novel that no one had studied it at all. Even if there was a standard beginning, how to compile it later?

Director Qian dismissed these people and fell powerlessly on the office chair. She knew exactly what they thought.

In fact, both the announcer and the director are in a standard state of mind within the system. If they do well, it is their duty. If they do not do well, they will be the culprit. Who is willing to carry the pot for nothing? It's better not to make mistakes at the beginning, do more and make more mistakes, do less and make less mistakes, and don't do it. Isn't it right?

However, when it comes to director Qian, as a leader, she can't pretend to ignore it, and only ten episodes of audio can get such praise from teachers. If she lets this audio novel slip away from her hand, someone will tell the leader afterwards. The intrigue in the organ is much more cruel than the workplace.

Helpless, director Qian had to clean up his mood and knocked on the leader's office door.

When she came out of the leadership office, director Qian felt that her temples were swollen. The leaders felt good after listening to it, but they didn't make a decision, but asked if she could "self-control". After being told that she couldn't "self-control", the leaders abandoned the so-called "decision-making power" to her. In particular, it was the decision-making power. In fact, it was a big black pot.

That's all. The leader told her a lot about the shortage of funds in the stage. Finally, he took his pocket and gave her a "guidance price" of up to 300 yuan an episode.

Director Qian was so angry that he almost ran away on the spot. The price of 300 yuan per episode was not enough for them to buy copyright. At the thought of arguing with the little fox again, director Qian was upset for no reason.

In fact, even director Qian didn't realize that Han Fei would bring so much pressure to her just for a formal meeting.